Psalms 58
1 “To the chief musician Al-tashcheth, by David, a Michtham.” Do you indeed, who are dumb, speak righteously? do ye judge in uprightness, O ye sons of men?
Kwa mtsogoleri wa mayimbidwe. Potsata mayimbidwe a “Musawononge.” Ndakatulo ya Davide. Kodi inu olamulira mumayankhuladi molungama? Kodi mumaweruza mwachilungamo pakati pa anthu?
2 Even in [your] heart ye work injustice: on the earth do ye weigh out the violence of your hands.
Ayi, mʼmitima mwanu mumakonzekera zosalungama, ndipo manja anu amatulutsa zachiwawa pa dziko lapansi.
3 The wicked are estranged [from goodness] from the womb: those who speak lies go astray from their very birth.
Ngakhale kuchokera tsiku lawo lobadwa oyipa amasochera; kuchokera mʼmimba ya amayi awo, iwo ndi otayika ndipo amayankhula mabodza.
4 They have poison like the poison of a serpent: [they are] like the deaf adder that stoppeth her ear;
Ululu wawo uli ngati ululu wa njoka, ngati uja wa mphiri imene yatseka mʼmakutu mwake.
5 Which will not hearken to the voice of conjurers, yea, that of the wisest of all charmers.
Imene simva liwu la munthu wamatsenga, ngakhale akhale wa luso lotani munthu wamatsengayo.
6 O God, break out their teeth in their mouth: the jaw-teeth of the young lions tear thou out, O Lord.
Gululani mano mʼkamwa mwawo, Inu Mulungu, Yehova khadzulani mano a mikango!
7 Let them melt away as water [which] runneth off: when each one bendeth [his bow to shoot] his arrows, let them be as if cut in pieces.
Mulole kuti asowe ngati madzi oyenda pamene iwo akoka uta mulole kuti mivi yawo ikhale yosathwa.
8 As a snail which melteth, let him pass away; like the untimely birth of a woman which hath not seen the sun.
Akhale ngati nkhono imene imasungunuka pamene ikuyenda; ngati mwana wakufa asanabadwe, iwo asaone dzuwa.
9 Before your pots can feel the thorns, will he take them away with a whirlwind, both the green and the burning.
Miphika yanu isanagwire moto waminga ya mkandankhuku, kaya iyo ndi yobiriwira kapena yowuma, oyipa adzachotsedwa.
10 The righteous will rejoice when he seeth the vengeance: he will bathe his steps in the blood of the wicked.
Olungama adzasangalala poona kubwezera chilango, pamene adzasambitsa mapazi awo mʼmagazi a anthu oyipa.
11 So that a man shall say, Verily fruit will come for the righteous: verily there is a God that judgeth on the earth.
Ndipo anthu adzanena kuti, “Zoonadi, olungama amalandirabe mphotho; zoonadi kuli Mulungu amene amaweruza dziko lapansi.”
